Photographs & Frustration

Fellas, I consider myself -- or at least I hope I can -- a relatively calm and collected person when it comes to facing challenges, even the logistical variety, but whenever I think about all the stuff that needs to happen in the next two weeks for Sandstorm to happen my lungs stop doing that life-sustaining task that they ought to be doin'. I don't know what to say. I really, really need some help here. I'm trying to make everything come together on my own, but I need someone to step up and give me some serious help. I get so nervous when I'm reminding people about stuff for the second, third, fourth time and they're looking at me like I'm crazy. I can't keep track of it all anymore. I'm writing myself notes, but I've got hundreds of little things to keep track of and I'm finding myself running from Mr. Edwards to the cast to the crew to Starkweather for cameras and I'm forgetting to talk to people about costumes or forgetting a prop or something. Like, for example, I just remembered that we need the giant milk carton for tomorrow.

Help.

Reminder: talk to Mr. White about the news anchor scenes.
Reminder: talk to Ms. Starkweather about the black box on June 15.
Reminder: talk to Mrs. Wozniak about filming those two scenes in her class.
Reminder: talk to Mr. Cummings about "Mr. Cummings' Philosophy Class"

This is just a sample of the scraps of paper in my notebook. I'm not a produer. I'm not cut out to be a producer. I can't keep track of my personal life, much less an entity this complex. I don't know. End frustration.

Anyway, I put together a bunch of photo albums, finally...
Florida Trip, Part I & Part II

And on Saturday Eric and I started what I intend to be a series of photographic tours of places that are somewhat nostalgic for us in Irondequoit. There are and will be several tangents, but if we follow through it should end up being a photo series that will serve to solidify the last few years of our lives into a memorable little thing, a thing that can be glanced up later, you know...stuff. Anyway, I'm proud to present:

Eric & Tim Do Irondequoit, Part I
So far it only consists of Northeast Irondequoit, but since I doubt it will ever include much of West Irondequoit that's like at least 1/3 of the way done. You know, or so.

I also have a bunch of pictures up including "V for Vendetta Day" and "The Orchard" (although most of those pictures were posted on this blog anyway).

Also I have an album of various pictures that I just kinda like. I randomly named it "The Way of Various Things & Stuff" because, well, I don't know. It was random. I said that. What more do you want from me? I'm not a fountain of creative titles you know. God.

I just found out that the Giant Carton of Milk and Wonderbread costumes are destroyed and have been for many weeks. I don't know what's going on anymore. I am the closest I have ever been to a nervous break down in my entire life, I think. If I end up doing this for a living I better have a good producer. I really wanna just say "Fuck it." Forget the whole thing.

EDIT: I think sticking through with it until the end will serve as the first of many challenges I'll have to overcome to make it in the future. However, I still have a strong desire to scream at the top of my lungs.